When the pears are green

Before Song Li fell asleep completely, she heard the sound of rain outside the house. She opened her eyes and stared at the dark night, thanking the Jade Emperor and Guanyin Bodhisattva in her heart.

Although the soil has been tilled, the soil moisture is not very good. This afternoon, Jiang Ping said to Jiang Qingzhou with a sad face that if it doesn't rain in the next two days, the soil will have to be watered again.

Song Li turned over and hugged the already sleeping Jiang Qingzhou, whispered: "Bless you, God." Then she fell into a deep sleep.

When daybreak came, there was still a drizzle in the sky.

Jiang Qingzhou, who was already used to this kind of work, got up early. He went to the village entrance in the drizzle. Along the way, he could see rainwater accumulating in low-lying areas everywhere.

The corn in the field had sprouted. Seeing that the rain was about to get heavier, Jiang Qingzhou trotted back home. The others were still asleep, so he went into the kitchen to make breakfast, then went to the chicken coop to catch a hen that didn't lay eggs, and prepared to slaughter it and stew it.

Jiang Qingzhou habitually left the chicken feathers for Song Li. She had accumulated quite a few and placed them in a small box under the wooden table.

The "crunching" sound of chopping meat in the kitchen woke Song Xing up. He looked at the bright window in a daze, then grabbed his hair in annoyance, thinking that he had missed the work time. He quickly got up, dressed, and rushed out of the room, but was forced back into the room by the heavy raindrops. It turned out to be raining.

Jiang Qingzhou, who was standing at the kitchen door, heard the noise. He turned around and waved to Song Xing with a smile. Song Xing put his hands on his head and ran over quickly.

Jiang Qingzhou asked Song Xing to serve the rice himself, and then started to stew the chicken.

Song Xing helped Jiang Qingzhou light the fire while eating. Jiang Qingzhou covered the pot and asked Song Xing to watch the fire in the stove. He went to the west room to wake up Jiang Qingye first, and then went to the east room to wake up Song Li.

Song Li was lying in a "big" shape, with half of the quilt falling on the side of the bed and her right half of the body completely exposed outside the quilt.

Jiang Qingzhou quickly pulled the quilt up. He looked at Song Li who was still sleeping, and walked out of the house again. Let Song Li sleep until she wakes up naturally!

Jiang Qingye and Song Xing saw Jiang Qingzhou return to the kitchen alone, and hurriedly asked why Song Li didn't come.

"Xiao Li is still sleeping. If you are still sleepy, go back to sleep. We will get busy again after we finish a little bit of work." Jiang Qingzhou replied with a smile. He asked Song Xing and Jiang Qingye to go back to their room to catch up on their sleep.

The three of them pushed each other around for a while, and finally Jiang Qingzhou went back to his room, while Song Xing and Jiang Qingye stayed in the kitchen to watch the fire.

Jiang Qingzhou took off his coat and just lay down on the bed when Song Li turned around and hugged him. He chuckled and fell asleep again.

When Song Li woke up, it was already noon. She looked at Jiang Qingzhou who was still sleeping beside her, and just as she was about to move, Jiang Qingzhou hugged her in his arms.

"I thought you were still asleep!" Song Li stretched lazily. It was so comfortable to have a good sleep.

Jiang Qingzhou turned his head to glance out the window. The sky was turning white, and the rain should have stopped.

"Are you hungry? It should be noon. I stewed the chicken and it should be cooked now. Get up quickly." Jiang Qingzhou let go of Song Li and sat up, preparing to get up.

Song Li, who was still lying in bed, rubbed her hungry stomach and muttered softly: "No wonder I'm so hungry, it's already noon!"

"Then get up quickly. I can smell the aroma of chicken." Jiang Qingzhou pulled Song Li up and urged her to eat quickly.

Jiang Qingzhou went to the kitchen to serve the rice first. Song Li excitedly ran to the kitchen door and shouted, "Look, there's a rainbow."

Jiang Qingzhou stopped Song Xing and Jiang Qingye who were about to run out, and asked them to take their bowls out. He also took Song Li's bowl out with him.

The four members of the Jiang family held their bowls and looked at the rainbow that spanned the three rooms like an arch bridge. Song Xing and Jiang Qingye slowly counted the colors of the rainbow with the hands holding the chopsticks. After counting, they both said at the same time: "There are really seven colors."

"Of course, red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, blue and purple." After Song Li finished speaking, he threw the bone in his hand to the ground. The two cats and the puppy waiting on the side instantly confronted each other. Jiang Qingzhou threw out another bone, which slightly calmed down the cat-dog fight.

After Song Li finished her meal, she processed the chicken feathers left by Jiang Qingzhou, then put them in the sun to dry. After they were dry, she put them in a wooden box.

After the four of them rested at home for two days, Jiang Qingzhou and Jiang Qian went to the river beach together. When they came back, they said that they could plant mulberry seedlings tomorrow.

In the afternoon, Zhang Jixiang and Ruyi came over. They came to ask when to start planting mulberry seeds.

Jiang Qingzhou first took Zhang Jixiang and Ruyi to the main hall to see the seeds that had already grown white sprouts, and then talked about the situation in the fields. He had decided to plant early tomorrow morning.

Zhang Jixiang smiled and nodded, then asked Jiang Qingzhou if he could give him a few trees to plant outside his yard.

Song Li and Jiang Qingzhou quickly nodded in agreement.

Ruyi smiled and told Song Li that she had met Song Yue two days ago, and she told Song Yue about Song Li and Jiang Qingzhou's plan to plant mulberry seeds.

After hearing this, Song Li had a feeling that Zhang and Song Yue would come over tomorrow.

As Song Li expected, the next morning, Song Changhe, Zhang and Song Yue appeared in front of the Jiang family's door.

"Dad, when did you come back?" Song Xing asked hurriedly.

Song Changhe smiled and replied, "I've only been back for three or four days. Xiaoyue heard from Ruyi that you guys were going to plant mulberry trees recently, so we wanted to come over two days ago, but it rained before we could leave. Now that the land has dried up a bit, we've hurried over here."

Jiang Qingzhou was very grateful to Song Changhe and the others, and quickly invited them to go to the yard and wait for Zhang Peng's family to arrive before going to the fields.

Several people sat in the yard, and Song Li smiled and told them that Song Xing would help them plant the mulberry seedlings before going home.

Song Changhe and Zhang looked at Song Xing with satisfaction. The naughty little boy has grown up.

While they were talking, Zhang Peng, Jiang Shi, Ruyi, Zhang Ping'an and Zhang Jixiang came over carrying hoes and shovels.

After Zhang Peng talked to Song Changhe for a few words, he urged Jiang Qingzhou to move the seeds onto the cart, because if they waited any longer, the sun would rise higher.

In order to minimize damage to the roots of the seeds, Song Li, Ruyi and Song Yue directly lifted the mats onto a cart, which was then transported to the riverbank by Jiang Qingzhou and Zhang Jixiang, while the others followed behind carrying tools.

When everyone arrived, Zhang Ying's family and Jiang Qian and Jiang Ping had already started planting mulberry trees. They greeted each other and began to work enthusiastically.

Jiang Qingzhou told Song Changhe, Zhang Peng, Zhang Jixiang, Jiang and Zhang, who were digging the holes, the method Hu Zhimin had mentioned. The holes should be about one finger deep, and the distance between the front, back, left and right should be four steps. Just throw a few seeds into a hole and cover them with a thin layer of soil.

Song Li, Song Yue, Ruyi, Zhang Pingan and Song Xing were responsible for throwing the seeds into the pits, and Jiang Qingye was responsible for transporting the seeds back and forth for everyone.

It was almost noon when Song Li went home to cook and Jiang Qingye took over.

After dinner, Jiang Qingzhou suggested that Song Changhe and his family should go home first. Wuzhuang Village was too far away, and they were afraid that it would be unsafe on the road if they returned too late.

Song Changhe looked at Song Li, who was much darker than before at home, with a bit of heartache. He insisted that Song Yue and Zhang go back first, and he and Song Xing would stay at Jiang's house tonight and go back after planting mulberry trees tomorrow.

Jiang Qingzhou and Song Li couldn't persuade Song Changhe, so they had to agree with him.

After two days of hard work, the Jiang family's mulberry seedlings were finally planted, and the few of them returned home in the setting sun, dragging their tired bodies.

The next morning, Jiang Qingzhou went to the village butcher and bought three pieces of pork.

"Xiao Li, I'm going to deliver meat to my aunt's house. Remember to cook the one in the pottery basin. Dad and Xiao Xing will be taking the ox cart back, so they probably won't have time to eat at our house at noon. I've put the other one in a basket with some garlic and the seeds left over from yesterday. Let Dad take them back."

Song Li smiled and told Jiang Qingzhou that she understood, and Jiang Qingzhou went out with the pork.

After two days of hard work, they all woke up late and had breakfast late. After breakfast, Song Changhe, who was carrying a basket, led Song Xing, who was carrying a cloth bag, to Heihe Town.

In the evening, Song Li soaked the mung beans again. When she was done and ready to go back to her room, she saw Jiang Qingzhou sitting in the yard.

Song Li sat down next to Jiang Qingzhou. Jiang Qingzhou hugged Song Li and whispered to her, "I know Dad must be blaming me. I'm afraid you didn't do so much farm work when you were at home. He may be regretting it."

"Don't think too much. When my father recognized you, he thought of today's scene. He just felt sorry for his daughter." After Song Li finished speaking, she pointed to the northeast and told Jiang Qingzhou that the place where the stars gathered was the Milky Way.

Jiang Qingzhou looked in the direction Song Li pointed and asked, "Xiao Li, can we fly to the Milky Way?"

"We are already in the Milky Way. When you can reach the third cosmic speed, you can fly over there in a flash." Song Li teased Jiang Qingzhou with a smile.

After Song Li finished speaking, she stood up, waving her hands and ran to the peach tree, then waving her hands again and ran from under the peach tree into Jiang Qingzhou's arms.

"Xiaoli, are you going to pretend to be a bird?"

"No, it's a spaceship. I came from light years away to find you! Are you happy?"

"happy."

"What's a light year?"

"I don't know either. I only know it's an astronomical unit. Can you please stop asking?"

"Well, I won't ask. But I think..."

"you think…"

A breeze blew by, and Song Li ran away with a blushing face.